the weight of nothing

what does one bear?

maybe no more or no less
than many others who, too
have their own stories.

i look at the dark night sky
the stars too far apart
from each other.

distances, of course,being 
arbitrary.  she is 

on the far side of the bed
on an island up north
continents away.

my mind's ear hears
an airplane.  also
a conjured memory

the audacity of its being.